There is a moment of supreme and divine clarity after awakening from the Golden Sarcophagus which is coupled with strange "medicines" that only the Falcon can uses as a vessel to reach the ethereal plane of reality the Order of Set call the Realm of Tombs. The moment of foresight and hindsight make the crimes of the next target into a composite 360 degree short film into the atrocities that have been committed. If it wasn't for the mental fortitude of the Paper Ronin his psyche would be severely damaged from the screams and cries for help that the victims let out when losing their lives to the evil soul he was tasked to hunt down.
Anubis only selected the most blackest of hearts that tipped his scale to the far left, or dark side. As Falcon ascended from his brief esoteric slumber and pushed back the top of his illustrious precious metal coffin that was decorated with his face in Pharaoh fashion , vapors rose with him and a floating pyramid that let light flow from it's seams spoke as he stood up with a daunting presence . His stature and physique was the apex of human anatomy , chiseled like the statues of the great Greek artist though even they could not do his body structure justice.
"I've recorded the vision and ran the images through our database. It seem's your newest target is a dangerous one." the computer who was housed in a floating pyramid and named after Great Royal Wife Nefertiti spoke but Falcon interrupted with bravado.
"They all claim to be dangerous."
"Yes king, but I'm the one making the claim. Based on the intel gathered you are going to be face to face with an Ultra-Sapien with skills that might even surpass yours. He has fought wars, changed governments, assassinated men thought untouchable , and killed supposed legends of combat." The Paper Ronin did not respond and walked over to an alter that rest under his white cloak of Set while lighting sticks of Kapet. Incense that gave a sweet scent of the Nile. Nefertiti followed him while he opened a set of mechanical doors that gave way to his personal armory.
"Where do I find him?" Falcon addressed his only friend with a stoic demeanor while gathering his gear. From the information relayed to him , he would need to come fully equipped.
"Africa."
Casa Blanca , Morocco
The flight to Africa was the easiest part of the hunt as of yet, due to the considerable difficulty it took to pinpoint the exact location of the elusive and illustrious Charlemagne LeBeau who moved under the night sky as he took a tour across the Motherland securing deals and arming tyrant rulers with weapons in exchange for loyalty and troops to fight for him in his Genocidal Crusade against mutants. Falcon thought it was the right time to capture his prey when Charlemagne enjoyed a stay on the wildlife preserve in the Sarengetti grasslands but he decided not to because he was one to take into detail the aesthetic of a death ritual. Especially for such a soul as the LeBeau's It had been days before the LeBeau would pop back up on his radar and Falcon knew there was no other time to act.
With a blazing red and orange light the sun began to sink into the Atlantic Ocean and The Moonlight Marauder had his target in sights. The Xsoteric assassin had decided after his previous run of indulging in the spirited night life of Morocco to take a moment of serenity in the colossal temple of worship known as the Hassan II Mosque. Falcon hoped the Last Arashikage had brought his weapons as he made his way into the house of God like a ghost following the footsteps of Charlamagne with a haunting silence.
For centuries the men who built the great mosque of Africa and Asia had created coliseums of great beauty that remained in tact for hundreds of years. The architecture of immense proportions and visual stimulants where inscribed with arabic in such geometric fashions that mathematicians today could not duplicate. Now it was time to redecorate the pristine marble halls with crimson liquid.
Falcon unsheathed his sword so that his opponent could hear the melodic tune of impending death. He remained silent and waited for the Killer of Knightfalls to turn around.
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